I do not know what to do with Tupper.
I've heard from some of his comrades that he's a good lad, but I'm not convinced. He's evasive, cowardly and clumsy.
I had some doubt in my first impressions until the middle of a Drow battle, where a Dire Wolf was summoned in the middle of our party. Tupper was knocked over by the wolf, and I came to his aid, swinging my quarterstaff overhead to crack the wolf's skull. The wolf deftly evaded, then swept his powerful paws, claws raking into my flesh and knocking me clean to the ground next to Tupper.
I continued to swing. Tupper ducked and hid, shifting the wolf's attention to me.
Coward.
If he does it again, I swear, I'm cracking his skull clean in twain.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
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